Overcast, but warm. We meet Maggi at the café down beside St Lazarus Church. Hordes of pigeons landing and taking off in the courtyard, the takeoff being precipitated by little boys delightedly running into the flock, watched by mothers as amused as the boys at frightening the birds. The Venetian tower of the church is stunning against an increasingly blue sky and we think how difficult - and expensive - it would be to have coffee in a setting like this in Venice - or Rome, or Paris.